Corram com Berlusconi, sem ademanes ou subtilezas. O libelo acusatório? Este:
Italian prime minister Silvio Berlusconi's record of intimidating and outfoxing his enemies, rewriting laws to suit himself, and generally leading his public as well as private life in flagrante delicto puts him in a particularly Italian pantheon. One thinks of Nero, or the Borgias, of bread and circuses, debauchery and corruption. Never mind that this is 2009; consider just a few of the scandals that have rocked Berlusconi's throne in the past few months. There was the allegation by his estranged wife that he was flirting with underage girls; the sleazy sex tapes made by a call girl who said she serviced Il Cavaliere, as he's called, and that he offered her a seat in the European Parliament; and the allegations of an influence peddler and cocaine dealer that he'd furnished hookers for Berlusconi's parties in Rome. All that on top of paparazzi photos taken at the prime minister's villa in Sardinia that showed at least one distinguished guest cavorting like a priapic satyr.
Agora, compare-se o corpo de delito contra Berlusconi, com o que a mesma revista poderia escrever sobre José S. enquanto primeiro-ministro de um país que tivesse realmente importância no panorama internacional...imagine-se apenas, sabendo o que se sabe e depois, tirem-se as conclusões devidas: temos uma imprensa e media em geral, merdosos. Abúlicos e anómicos. Ridículos, numa palavra.